Yan Zheng knew very well, and would rather fight against a person than dealing with a group of people. He would rather fight with this chef than face the encirclement of a group of people. Although the trapped beast is dangerous, it is always a trapped beast. Just be careful

These can always kill him slowly. If it is a group of people, he has not yet expanded to the point of fighting against a group of people alone.

Finding an angle to take action, Yan Zheng resolutely threw the knife in his hand towards the chef who was moving the corpse on the ground. After throwing out the knife in his hand, Yan Zheng immediately pulled a knife from the knife holder, and looked at it again regardless of the size.

The chef threw it over.

Two knives flew back and forth toward the chef's back. The first knife hit the chef's left shoulder and penetrated the chef's roots. The chef immediately screamed and his body tilted.

This staggering action saved his life in disguise. Yan Zheng threw the second hand that he wiped his scalp and stroked half an inch into the door wrapped in iron. A strand of black hair fell, and the hilt of the half-entry knife trembled continuously.

The chef, who had just suffered heavy damage, raised his head and looked at the trembling knife in front of him in horror, stretched out his hand and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with great gratitude. Then a severe pain came from his arm, pulling him back to the cruel reality.

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Yan Zheng was very upset when he looked at the scene just now. He was almost a little bit, and almost a little bit of headshot by himself!

Take out two more knives from the knife holder, and the head is not enough, so we can make up the number... Just as we were ready to do it again, the chef opposite also came back from the horror just now, holding his left shoulder and coming from the ground

He got up in panic and turned around to look for the person who attacked him.

Another embarrassing situation with eyes facing each other, the chef looked at the Boston lobster holding two knives on the knife stand, and there was a hint of ridiculousness and a little confusion and astonishment in his horrified eyes... The lobster stabbed him in the back...

…It’s a lobster…

I looked back at my dead companion in disbelief and looked at the half knife inserted in the door. The chef found that this was not an illusion. Everything in front of me was real. The murderer was the inconspicuous Boston in front of me.

He doesn't know how many lobsters have cooked such as this. A very small number of lobsters will be very fierce when cooking, but they will never kill with their knives like they are now!

Until now, the only chef left was still unwilling to accept the fact that Yan Zheng did. Because he believed that lobsters killed people, he would rather believe that all this was done by ghosts!

But the next second Yan Zheng used his practical actions to prove what a murder lobster is! The two knives in his hand flew towards the chef one after another, and the chef's pupils instantly contracted and suddenly expanded. In the novel, hidden weapons should be inefficient.

Because hidden weapons lack openness and integrity, they are not upright enough to be gentlemen, and they are suspected of secretly slandering others and taking advantage of tricks, so famous schools disdain to practice hidden weapons skills.

No one knows where his flying knife is, nor how it was fired. Before the knife takes action, no one can imagine its speed and power... You can never find it in the sky and under the earth.

If anyone can replace it, if he cannot understand his great spirit, he must not emit such a shocking knife! The flying knife! The flying knife is not in his hand, but the spirit of the knife is already there! It is not murderous aura, but

But it is more timid than murderous aura...

For some reason, these two passages suddenly appeared in the chef's mind. They were obviously two ordinary kitchen knives, but they threw them out of the lobster's hand, but they felt like a martial arts master and Xiao Li flying knife.

It’s like the mountains, rivers and stars in Jiuzhou, and a little cold light hits the moon.

The knife was wrapped with a devastating momentum. He saw the tip of the knife pierce the air, stirring up two sharp cone-shaped sound waves, making a sharp scream. In this moment of loss of consciousness, the two kitchen knifes had already been

Suddenly appeared in front of him,

Just like the elusive Li Xiao Flying Knife, fast, accurate, cruel... and invisible...

At this time, he had no time to make any evasive moves, so he could only subconsciously raise his arm and whirl up two sharp weapons into his body one after another. A knife directly cut off his bones and penetrated his arm, and he was tying a kitchen knife to hold him in a huge inertia.

Wrapped his arm and nailed it directly to his left cheek. The knife was half an inch but not fatal. It was like a hammer hitting his face, and his body unnaturally leaning back. The second knife

After a while, he inserted into his abdomen, as if a motorcycle hit his stomach, and it was like a solid shell hammering him, smashing him into a folded shape and falling heavily on the door behind him.

Above the corpse of a companion.

The chef's only eyes were filled with horror. It was not until now that he understood how his companions died. The knife thrown by the lobster was beyond his imagination. It was better to say that it was a flying cannonball than a flying knife.

The two knives are several times more powerful than the one that was inserted on his shoulder before. It is hard for the chef to imagine that this little crayfish contains such great power. This is not a lobster, this is a

Death in a lobster coat!

Out of survival instinct, the chef struggled to turn around and open the door to escape, or could he hide in a place where the lobster god of death could not see it. Even if it was a second, avoiding the god of death for a second was satisfying for him. People were always

Only when he lost did he know how to cherish it. Just as he slowly felt the passing of life, he realized the value of life. He just wanted to live a little longer, even if it was just a little...

As a result, he found that this small request was all luxury. His spine was cut off by a knife that penetrated his abdomen. His lower body was completely unconscious, and only his eyes, an arm, and a mouth could move.

He begged with his eyes in despair, but saw the lobster jumping from the already empty knife holder and lifting the kitchen knife on the cutting board and walking towards him slowly.

The chef struggled to raise the remaining arm and stretched out weakly towards the lobster, as if he refused or begged.

He opened his mouth and sprayed a ball of red blood foam. Before he could make a sound, blood gushed out of his throat. He only made a sound of ho~ho~hoho~ho~gur~gur~gur~gur~gur~gur~gur.

Soon the lobster walked to the edge of the cooking table. The lobster holding the kitchen knife looked a little ridiculous, just like a child holding a wooden board of about the size of himself to show off his power, cute and silly, if the lobster has the

If the knife is replaced with cucumber, he thinks this scene will be more vivid...

The chef thought in his heart but couldn't laugh, because he knew that the lobster's cute appearance was hidden under the cruel heart of a bloody Shura. He gasped for a short time and burst out with unprecedented power in the face of the oppression of death. At this moment
Chapter completed!